#onceuponanexus

[glitteremia]

Sugar and Spice by KalopsiaCreation

[pixiesera]

onceuponanexus replied to your post:Purple or grey, I'm thinking. Although a couple...

haha, you should definitely give it a watch, it’s so cute and touching!

I totally will!

[veneraffe]

onceuponanexus replied to your post:Thicket stumps bug?

Haha it’s been a bug for a while now. Since drop 3 hit

Buh, thanks for the answer.  I only just got around to repairing my thickets since I've barely played more than ten minutes in the last month, so I wasn't sure.  T^T

[katestrife]

onceuponanexus reblogged your post queencinnaburr: Teddyloid Animated M... and added:

Well then…that was…wow. Uh. yeah. Why did I enjoy that as much as I did? Who knows. Good music though.

That music was great! And the animation, oh my gosh

I will fully admit the naughty part at the beginning was my favorite.

That song is so cool!

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onceuponanexus reblogged your post and added:

Melatonin is great! I pretty much can’t sleep...

*CROSSES FINGERS*

sweetdreamr replied to your post “Trying melatonin for helping me sleep. If it works it’s going to be...”

good luck! <33

Thanks!!

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♖ My character will protect yours - Wyn and Lolli

“Shhh” Lolli hissed, clinging to her friend’s arm. Zir’s eyes were wider than ever as ze peered out from behind the rocks. Something was wrong. Horribly wrong. The Weave felt. .. wobbly… weird… off… Lolli couldn’t quite pin down what she was sensing.

What she could pin down was the fact that the blades of grass looked sharp as glass around the Pale Man. And the Pale Man himself gave off an aura of something really-really-really not nice. She stifled a shudder. It would do no good to show fear now. The girl narrowed her pink eyes and flattened her jabbit-ears down against her hair. The Pale Man hadn’t seen them yet.

Wynneck nudged the lighter pink Aurin to get her attention and Lolli turned her gaze toward where ze indicated. Ant-things seemed to be crawling in a carpet along the ground towards them… no… that was the ground itself. Lolli felt sick. Disoriented. And that’s when the Pale Man turned his red eyes to look at them.

He was handsome in a cruel sort of way, with four nasty scars on one cheek as if something – or someone – had scratched him. His eyes fell on the rocks where the two little Aurin hid and his snow white tail swished behind him.

The ground was still creeping towards them, but now the rocks themselves seemed to be reaching out with grabbing claws to catch at the both of their arms and clothing. “Don’t let it touch you!” Lolli exclaimed, pulling Wyn back just as one of the sharp clawed hands was about to rake zir flesh. The Pale Man was looking right at them now. Lolli could feel his gaze like ice trying to freeze her heart.

With all the strength and presence of mind she could muster, the girl concentrated on pushing back. Using all the brightness and happiness she had in her – and that was quite a bit – the little Esper sent a shock of emotion at the Pale Man. It was enough to make him double over. Enough to make him lose his concentration.

“Come on!” she shouted, helping Wynneck to zir feet. Then they were running. They didn’t stop until Lolli could no longer sense the presence of the Pale Man’s horrid aura. The two stopped, catching their breath.

“He was… he was . . evil…” Lolli said, lifting her eyes to her friend’s face. Ze looked back, gently dabbing at the trickle of blood from the girl’s nose with the end of zir sleeve.

“You saved us,” ze said with a smile before taking the girl up into zir arms. “Thank you.”

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♛ My character will seduce yours - Adelia and Breilla

(Under the cut for somewhat nsfw content… nothing graphic, but just in case anyone is disturbed by the fact that they’re sisters)

Then there were footsteps, soft and light in the winding hallway. A winged ear perked up and Addie watched the door upside-down. “Brei!” she called happily as her elder sister appeared in the doorway. The younger Aurin sat up proper and swiveled the chair to face the other. “C’mere!”

Breilla tilted her head curiously, stepping into the room. “Aren’t you supposed to be doing homework?” She asked, hands on her hips. Addie wrinkled her nose cutely.

“I got bored,” her orange eyes scanned the other girl briefly. “You going out?”

The elder Creamsickle shook her head, wrinkling her nose in a languid version of her younger sister’s expression. “Just coming back,” she sighed. “Definitely not going out with that psycho-bitch again.”

“Ick,” was Adelia’s articulate response, again she looked her sister up and down, she took her time this time. “That dress is really lovely on you,” she said, tilting her head just a little, noting just how low cut the thing was and how high of hem.

“Pity it’s wasted.”

“Mmm, I’m certainly enjoying looking at it,” the pale-blue-haired one said softly, the tiniest bit of a blush rising on her orange cheeks.

“You, my little sister, are just trying to get out of your lessons,” Breilla chided. She was smiling though as she walked over, adding a little swish to her hips as she did. “You’ll never get to be a Matria if you don’t take things seriously.”

Adelia reached out, her hand caressing the soft fabric at the other’s hip, drawing her closer. “Maybe I’ve thought of more interesting things to do.”

There was a pause, Breilla looking down at her little sister curiously, then her lips split into a grin. “Addie, we’re SO gonna have to work on your seduction techniques.” At her sister’s hurt expresssion, she leaned down. “Don’t worry,” she said, her own hands brushing down along the younger girl’s arms. She leaned in, lips brushing lightly against Adelia’s as she spoke. “I’ll teach you everything I know.”

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ϟ ϟ ϟ ϟ Pie about Janeene

She’d fallen asleep on the couch again. Pyogenes looked down at the papers on the coffee table and then back to Janeene, the faintest of smiles turning up the corners of his metal mouth. She was pretty, that was for certain, and even though he knew better, he thought the human looked delicate. Sometimes he worried that she might break, going out to fight the way she did. Other times (times he would never admit aloud) he wondered just how resilient a little thing like her might be. And that didn’t have to do with fighting. He found himself blushing and stood, bumping his shin on the coffee table and managing not to trip and wake her up. He didn’t even curse. Instead he picked up an afghan from the nearby chair and put it over her, eyes lingering on her face . . her lips. What would it be like to kiss her?

He put the thought out of his mind and gathered up the papers and crime scene photos, moving to the chair to continue working.